Including serialized mediocrity, steel drum soundtracks, and fitness comedians.
Category: Movies/TV
Honestly, the real story here is the struggle for individual freedoms in the face of toxic collectivism.
The Toronto International Film Festival – a bastion of high art. High art featuring Michelle Rodriguez’s penis.
On our 100th post, we’re taking a look back at a job… well, done.
Our first joint-review is meandering and formless, unlike this fairly sharp thriller.
Anyone want to bet that if they make a sequel, they’ll name it “The Nice Guys Finish Last”?
